Source: www.redstate.com --- Thursday, October 19, 2017
Between innings at most professional Baseball games, young and lithe cheer squads prance out onto the field near the foul line accompanied by a goofily costumed team employee to unleash a Hobbesian “state of nature” on the assembled crowds. Armed with a T-shirt cannon and a dozen more balled up pieces of sweatshop-made team gear, the group whips the game’s attendees into a frenzy by teasing them with the prospect of their very own branded piece of junk. Each and every time, the crowd obliges. When a shirt lands within a few dozen yards of the rabble, the mass of humanity pushes and tramples one another in a pell-mell fashion. Occasionally, grown men rob children of the worthless rags only to be booed by the crowd, envious that they were not as “fortunate” to deny the child the joy of ownership of the future dish towel. The brutish spectacle is being replayed on a scale hitherto unseen, not by drunken sports fans, but by our elected betters –officials and bureaucrats alike over the site location of Amazon’s second headquarters. Although the bidding processes for professional sports franchises and the Olympic games are deeply corrupt and wreak of desperation, the HQ2 is more sinister and sad. It is not as much about civic pride as despair and distress. It recalls a broken and bankrupt gambler’s last throw of the dice — going all in with house and kids’ college fund. And today was the deadline to place your bid with Amazon as over ...
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